Looking for some subjects to write some rap about. Won't take Moneys, girls and guns!! :)

tell me... how come it has 26 views and no posts?..

oranges and silver?

yoyo, so you told me to rap about oranges and silver, didn't you?
Shitty subjects, ima kill you with this bullet, put it through you.
But okay, screw it, let's do it, your thoughts seems abit random,
pretty sure u ain't very handsome..Only wearing silver.
Your girlfriend, yeah i'ma kill her.
All your homies asking my to chill, err..
Did u shave ur oranges, err..man, they're fulla fur.
Yo man, oranges? Isn't those for monkeys and jonkeys, maybe very sick donkeys?
I can't rap about this, with those two words, u made me do an own-diss.
You're pretty good, come here, throw me a kiss.
no i'm not gay, i just never learned how to behave, my first ten years i was a slave, diggin' his own grave, in a little cave, having hair all over the place cuz all the old blokes needs a shave.
Don't know how you think these raps went, maybe pretty good, thinkin' of the time i spent, the few minutes that went, this rap prolly isn't something i wanna represent.
I'm out, chill... throw me some more subjects i can kill, i have my own will...

diamond galaxy

Homie, i tell you, this galaxy is diamond,
i'm running around like some mentally ill version o' james bond.
Lookin' at some fat jerk while screamin' :"****!!"
Srsly man, my mind is perverted, i live while staying alerted, walked into my parents bedroom, looking at my mom squirtin'.
Tell you, that sight was hurting, mainly cuz she was flirting, with a douch called Johnny Martin.
I'm damaged in my brain, only thing outside my windows' gotta be rain.
Yoyo homie, here goes the train, show me some cocain, let's drink some champaign.
Never ever seen my dad, so tell me, is it you, drewdad?

Soccer

Let's do it... listen listen..
Running around kicking to a ball,
after that, going to the mall,
buying some beer,
sorry, i won my dear.
1st half is about a quick goal,
2nd half is about scoring nicole.
the neighbours hot daughter,
heard they like men who makes them break into laughter.
but i don't wanna make 'em laugh,
i wanna be the one thats does the laugh,
nono, i wanna cripple, criple her nipple.
Flip it, skip it, whip it.
Show me, let me flow diddy.
Sorry Bashir(Martin Bashir)
Don't do that trash agains King of pop dear.
I might be rapping,
but MJ wasn't just trash pee.
That guy had some serious skill,
homie, that's the drill.
Cuz now, i'm gonna kill,
you, and grill you.
Kill you like a jew,
and i'm hitler,
Britney, nah kill'er.
I'm done with this match,
i'm the biggest piece of white trash.
tackling you down, smash!
I just wanna curse,
but i promise u, i'm the ****, i'm perverse.
Most sick mind you've ever known,
son, i can't be blown.

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Life in general. Rep your home

This whole thing has been embarrassing, not only did you ask to rap with a capital C, people actually obliged. AArgh!!

I am cringing so hard it hurts

you rap about your life thats what i do.. check some of my stuff if you want... or you could write about the people you know... spit about stuff you heard and stuff you seen... it always works for me..... peace check my page out and read some stuff.... hit me back

Here's a good one - how about working in cubeville hell.

Oh another one - having a crazy neighbor

And another - bonzai kittens

drain your splenic vain in till there's no blood in your spleen
i'm a robot from hell......(pause).......an infernal machine
you have to dodge these bombs like a matrix scene
just know that your not dealing with an ordinary human being
i'll make you eat my infected lyrics that weaken the spine so you take a sabin vaccine
but then it goes to your gut giving you nitrosamine
when these blue skies turn gray
energy disappears from radioactive decay
when the devil rises he will make you lead astray
poison your brain in till it slowly dwindles away
find the devil in my soul with black dna
enjoy living cause when you die this is what the world is like
so i'll be ready to introduce you to the afterlife hahahaha

i'll be waiting

Real talk, same here man, shout out to my dawg DFC.

iyt check me out

Living life with orders getting told by older's
My details in folders, Federals got me recorded
Records of locos and my fallen down soldiers
That's bin blowed down by revolvers
I spit rhymes to speak truth by confessing
Expressing, addressing but no one's acquiescing
No one accepts it, they call me aggressive
Cause I rhyme tight, my rhymes might be oppressive
I think i'm progressing, but my minds locked with depression.

Thats just few ideas for yall, write something realistic about urself, your life etc.

Yo check it, ya'll are all wack, look at these gay emcees, your rap careers goin nowhere, Dont quit your job at KFC, like Abe I'm honest, only keep it modest, but if you **** around I'll destroy you, that ain't a promise its fact, in fact, my own stepdad got stabbed, he fucked around with my moms and raised his hand, I stopped him in his tracks, and kept the knife in tact, don't touch my moms yo, **** around and get your leg shot like Cheddar Bob yo, now I wish one of ya'll would dare to respond, my fuckin first names James, and the last is Bond. Word up. -Ill Mentality

As I word up you grade down, people looking out for whos back in the town, you dont want us to touch your mom thats okay, but control her sake,shes been on dicks since third grade, you want to destroy me? With what army? You, your fag raps and your mommy? You brag you tag a knife intact? You act like you were black, whack and on crack, so quit bitching about everything and flippin on the top, stop being a cock and **** up hip hop!